I began to scan back through the writings of this thing and discover new things about myself. Pain and self discovery are constant as I grow up trying to define what will make me content with life. In the end of each adventure, I am left broken and left picking up the pieces with nothing left but a head full of thoughts and a computer full of ( Read more... )

The scribbling of a mad man, left isolated away from existence, on a vacant wall, in an abandoned building, that time forgot. These things do not concern someone who ignores the world as it flickers by with a fleeting moment. In this moment, he struggles to find purpose. This is further justified in his own reasoning. Acknowledgment is far from ( Read more... )

Memories come back like a jackknife in the heart. The sea of calm eludes it from the shield which was thought strong enough to support the will. The guard was let down slowly for a comfort that was built up. Now it can't shake the sensation that something is horribly amiss. The lonely walls are soaked with no remorse as time laughs in the face of ( Read more... )

The light inside fades away
I slip into the blackened void
I want to touch, I want to stay
But my hearts been long destroyed

Reflective moods are my forte lately. It would seem my ability to communicate normally is lost. I tend to keep a heavy magnitude of things in my head and isolate myself with distractions. When I lay down I get a explosion of thoughts running through my mind making sleep difficult. Perhaps I need an outlet. Reluctance is chewing at my brain as I ( Read more... )

I am so emo...blah blah blah. KITEH!!

I scribbled some notes down on a pad ( Read more... )

I was advised a few times by different people of my LJ account. I can’t believe it’s been a year or so since I have written anything. I think I laid low from the internet and people in general due to the ill tempered nature the internet breeds into people. Social networks have indeed grown beyond all imaginings since when they first came out. What ( Read more... )

 
It would seem I stopped posting yet again. I guess I just get in these moods where I think who the fuck cares about what I have to write? Then I get to thinking….."I care about what I write damn it!"....but it never lasts long.

Once I get the new digi cam I can just post pictures and not write about anything. I love photos anyway.

So this kitty was like a fricken ninja...sneaking around and springing out at me without hesitation.

I DUB Thee Shinobi......my new little minion. BWAHAHAHA


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